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Stop It She's Remarrying by Stellar Strands

Chapter 733
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Chapter 733

Hank grabbed the cup of tea from her hand and said, “I’ll drink it!”

He drank the tea in one big gulp before spitting it out. Boils quickly formed in his mouth.

Looking at how much pain her father was in because of the burn, Esme suddenly stood up.

“I want to see Mr. Maxwell! I have something important to say to him!”

Tiger lowered his eyes slightly before standing aside and said, “It better be very, very important, Miss Thomas.

Otherwise, Mr. and Mrs. Manning are going to be in a bit of a pickle.”

Esme glanced at Hank and Beth before disappearing into the mansion.

“Who is she?” Beth looked at the figure disappearing through the mansion’s door and quickly asked Hank.

Hank also looked at the figure before shaking his head with a frown. “I don’t know.”

“But why… Why do I feel like she’s our Esme?” Beth whispered, worried that Conrad’s bodyguards would hear her.

Hank’s eyes looked away. “Don’t say something like that. Esme’s already dead.”

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Beth cried, “Our Esme is such a nice girl… How can she die just like that? I keep feeling that…”

“Stop it!” Hank said with a gloomy face.

“It’s all because of you! If you hadn’t placed more importance on Chuck instead of our Esme, she wouldn’t have

ended up that way!”

Hank roared, irritated, “Can you stop talking about that?! If it wasn’t because Esme crossed the line, she wouldn’t

have caused Chuck his job! It’s all her fault!”

Beth was both disappointed and saddened. “How can you say that, Hank? Where’s your conscience? Esme has

always been such a nice girl! Have you forgotten just how much she contributed to your company and the

household?!”

“Our household is gone!” Hank was even more furious. “My company’s gone too! And it’s all because she didn’t

know when to stop and kept on bothering the two of them!”

Inside the mansion.

Esme stood behind the French window. She heard everything that Hank had said.

Tiger stood next to her looking at her changing expression.

Esme held her hands tightly and quickly turned to Tiger, asking with a trembling voice, Where is he?”

“The boss is busy currently. Wait here for a while. He’ll come down to see you after he is finished with his work.”

Esme sat on the sofa with her head lowered as she grabbed her purse tightly. The sounds of her parents fighting

entered her ears.

She couldn’t believe that her own father would see her like that!

And to think she was worried about him, asking Peter to take care of them!

“Seems like you’re in a bad mood?” Tiger asked nonchalantly.

“Ha. It’s nothing.” Esme let out a sneer that was meant for herself. She almost broke character.

Tiger then said, “You must be good friends with Esme, am I right?”

Esme nodded. “We’re alright.”

“You must be very tight. Otherwise, why are you on the verge of crying when you hear her parents fight?”

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“I’m not!” Esme raised her head. “I’m not crying. I’m just sad for her. She did so much for her family, but I never

thought that her father would see her like that.”

Tiger looked at Esme coldly. He could feel there was something awry with her emotional state, and he believed that

his boss and the madam would be able to see it too..

“See that?” Fia pointed at Britney through a computer screen. “That’s not the kind of expression that Britney has.

She’s obviously Esme!”

Conrad gulped. “It’s still not right.”

Fia looked at Conrad. “You don’t trust me?”

“I do,” Conrad said. He was getting a headache. Anytime Fia encountered anything that had to do with Esme, she

would easily lose control of her emotions.

“What are you waiting for then?! Call the cops on her! Have them investigate her!”

“Fia.” Conrad held Fia’s shoulders. “There’s no proof showing that she’s Esme. We’ll only alert her about our

intentions.”

“You…” Fia frowned. “You don’t want the cops to catch her?”

Conrad then said earnestly, “Stop imagining things. No matter who she is, she deserves to be punished for harming

you!”

Fia shook her head. “But you don’t listen to me at all. You’re dragging things. Why?”